you stand in the room, blood soaking the floor and stuck your the bottom of your shoes, you hear a wailing noise from the nearby crib as you stand over the body of a woman, you where hired to kill her. As you walk over you see a small baby boy crying in his crib sobbing clearly in distress from the screams he had just heard as he tosses and turns. Poor thing. You see the blanket in the crib has a name threaded into it, haru